Chapter 258: Break the ribs!

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"I really thought I was a soft persimmon!"
Ye Fei's eyes were cold, too late to wipe the blood from his mouth, his claws were a point, and he grabbed the hole on Zhang Songlei's wrist in mid-air.
Zhang Songlei's hands were like being clamped by iron tongs. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of Ye Fei.
Zhang Songlei is also a master, but he has been busy with government affairs and trivial affairs in these years, and martial arts are inevitable. There is still a huge gap compared with Yang Huaiyuan, who is an old man. At this moment, he was careless and locked the pulse door with Ye Fei's hands. Instead of panic, he was fiercely angry. With a loud drink, he kicked his feet towards Ye Fei's waist.
A cold awn flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, catching Zhang Songlei's movement clearly, followed by raising his feet, and then coming first, kicking directly on Zhang Songlei's calf.
On the skill of the leg, Zhang Songlei, who practiced back fist, is naturally not an opponent who practises Ye Fei.
Zhang Songlei was kicked back immediately, but with both hands, he also freed Ye Fei's claws. There was pain in his hands and calves, and he was not standing steadily.
Zhang Songlei was used to maintaining his position, limp and utterly embarrassed, and felt that he had lost his face in front of everyone, and was even more furious. Festival, it is a nine-section whip!
The weapon of the nine-section whip is not common. Legend has it that the weapons from the nomadic people in the north during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms were different from the weapons of the Han nationality, such as daggers, sticks, and spears. Nine-section whip is difficult to practice, but it is very powerful after practice. Moreover, if you do not have the experience of fighting with Jiujie Whip, it is easy to start.
Ye Fei's eyes are even colder. If it's just better than fist, it can be said to be martial arts. Now that he had all his weapons illuminated, the nature could have changed.
Ye Fei didn't want to seriously hurt Zhang Songlei, but now it's different.
Uh!
Without any nonsense, Zhang Songlei shook his hand, and the nine-section whip was thrown over the air, making a terrible sound.
When the whip shadow was about to reach Ye Fei, he flashed in his hand, it looked like he was grabbing the whip shadow.
"court death!"
There was a sneer on the corner of Zhang Songlei's mouth. The whip looks thin and thin, but it has great strength, and he specializes in breaking hard qigong like iron shirts and golden bell covers. Even a master of hard qigong, when hit by this whip, would be beaten. What's more, Ye Fei's eagle claw training hasn't been long. He hasn't practiced the eagle claw iron shirt.
when!
But no one expected that Ye Fei's hand flashed a cold awn, colliding with the Jiujie whip, and making a crisp sound.
The nine-section whip broke in response! It seemed that Ye Fei was caught!
what happened!
Seeing this bizarre scene, everyone in the audience was stunned, not knowing what happened.
No one saw that Ye Fei secretly hid the flying knife in his hand, which seemed to be grasped with his hand. In fact, the flying knife made by the meteorite collided with the Jiujie whip.
Zhang Songlei's nine-section whip was created by the special "cold steel" he had obtained from the army. Although it is not a magic weapon, it is also very rare.
However, the special steel in the army is not at all comparable to the Tian Fei Fei Fei knife in Ye Fei's hands, and it breaks at the touch, as if it were made of tofu.
With half a nine-section whip in his hand, Zhang Songlei's face was blue and white for a while. He was embarrassed enough just now, and now he was even embarrassed to the extreme.
Ye Fei waved his hand and said in a cold voice: "Enough is enough, you lose, according to the agreement, let them go first!"
"Fuck your mother!"
Zhang Songlei scolded and rushed to Ye Fei again.
Although Zhang Songlei did not suffer a big loss, he also felt ashamed himself, so he counterattacked desperately and wanted to get his face back.
This is also because Zhang Songlei ’s identity is different, and he has been in a high position for a long time. He always feels that Laozi is the first in the world. No one dares to rebel against him. , I can't afford to lose, I just want to desperately take back my face.
Seeing Zhang Songlei like this, Ye Fei frowned.
He has been tolerant again and again and again and again. Unexpectedly, Zhang Songlei, the president of the Wushu Association, does not even have a little basic cultivation.
Zhang Songlei rushed in front of Ye Fei in a few steps, and two consecutive punches were missed.
He was also furious himself, snarling, punching and kicking, and now he was completely chaotic, no different from street fights.
Ye Fei stepped back, avoiding Zhang Songlei's attack, a disgusted expression on his face. He knew that if he didn't throw a heavy hand now and knocked down Zhang Songlei, then he would inevitably continue to get rid of it.
When Zhang Songlei rushed towards Ye Fei, Ye Fei suddenly kicked the ground with his right foot, left foot flew up, and kicked on Zhang Songlei's arm joint.
Zhang Songlei just happened to punch, his arm was kicked, only to hear a click, his arm was actually kicked off by Ye Fei.
However, Ye Fei didn't make a kick, his right leg actually bounced, and the whole person flew up, kicking his feet fiercely on Zhang Songlei's chest!
This is a trick in the foot, mandarin duck legs.
In the four famous works "Water Margin", Wu Song's best skill is to poke his feet. When he drunkenly beats Jiang Menshen, he kicks his feet continuously, that is, Yuanyang legs!
Zhang Songlei hit this foot, and the whole person flew out like a cannonball, straight out a dozen meters away, and landed on a black sports car in the distance.
The windshield in front of the sports car was smashed by him, and the whole person was caught in the car, unable to move at all.
Only one move, Shi Shitian shocked!
Everyone was stunned. This kind of scene has only been seen in the movie. Why have you ever thought about it in reality? This young man named Ye Fei is too scary?
Several of Zhang Songlei's men hurried up, reaching for him, trying to pull him out. Who knows, just after a pull, Zhang Songlei was a miserable cry.
"Don't ... don't ... don't pull, my rib ... the rib is broken ..."
Zhang Songlei said breathlessly that he was still alive by this blow, which was already a great fortune. After all, he was a warrior who had been immersed in Chinese martial arts since he was a child, hammering his muscles and forging his body.
On the other side, Ye Fei resolved Zhang Songlei, taking advantage of the astonishment of everyone, turned his head and continued toward Yuanchen.
This time Yuanchen was paralyzed all over his body, and even the strength to escape was gone. He thought Zhang Songlei could save him. He did not expect that Zhang Songlei was not Ye Fei's opponent.
Yuan Chen now regrets, because of a small matter, he wants to find Ye Fei to take revenge and involve him, but is it useful to regret it at this time?
"Stop ... stop him ..."
Zhang Songlei took a breath, looked at Ye Fei angrily, and said angrily: "Give me up, stop him!"
Zhang Songlei said that those who followed Zhang Songlei would be stopped in front of Ye Fei.
Seeing such a situation, the martial arts who had just halted just now also came to the spirit and joined these people one after another, surrounding Ye Fei Tuan Tuan in the middle.
For a time, almost thirty or forty people surrounded Ye Fei, and there were little gangsters on the periphery, all clamoring.
Relying on the large number of people, they forgot Ye Fei's horror just now.
Yuan Chen didn't expect such a thing to happen at all, but thought he was dead. Seeing such a situation, he was overjoyed.
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